A DREAM

As if to sigh
With closing eyes
Face to crease
To the skies
Moment caught
In album time
Heartbeat sullen
Yet to cry.

The lapping waves
A murmuring breeze
The sharp grass
That cuts knees
Amongst each grain
Of shifting sand
Alone in world
Uncertain hands.

Far in distance
Ships on high
Upon horizons
Sea and sky
Slowly passing
In visions screen
The world it moves
As if a dream.